written by Warren Zevon 1993 Zevon Music BMI Mom and Papa bought a
Chickering Every day I'd sit and play that thing I practiced hard; it was
more than a whim I played with grim determination, Jim Someone called
Piano Fighter I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider Hold me tight,
honey, hold me tighter Then let me go, Piano Fighter I worked in sessions
and I played in bands A thousand casuals and one-night stands Here on
Thursday, gone on Friday Heading down the Dixie highway Someone called
Piano Fighter I'm a holy roller, I'm a real lowrider Hold me tight,
honey, hold me tighter Then let me go, Piano Fighter Maybe I'll go to
Reno Nobody knows my name I'll play Claire de Lune in a quiet
saloon Steady work for a change Ain't going down that long, lonesome
road Ain't going down that long, lonesome road Got in trouble down in New
Orleans I must admit that I was strung out, painted in the corner of a
limousine Someone called Piano Fighter I'm a thin ice walker, I'm a
freelance writer Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter Then let me go,
Piano Fighter Someone called Piano Fighter I'm a holy roller, I'm a real
lowrider Hold me tight, honey, hold me tighter Then let me go, Piano
Fighter